I sit upon my castle of old
built far before my time
I walk these halls and use these thrones
yet do not know the ones beyond
they stalk me so and watch me cold
leaving fragile notes of ice
I find their whispers and past rules
far more certain than my doom
I wish for more and yet for less
torn between the worlds they live
Their guidance strong and knowledge large
I pray for over and over
These castle walls have held them close
protecting them for their time
Yet still I find these walls of mine
far too large an armour feared
These labyrinths of rooms and doors
leading me through my wrongs
they call to me pulling me
through the ropes chaining me
Their shouts are loud and now I know
through them I am a girl of gold
Soon to shine with light beyond
the shimmering that holds them down
Freeing them I will be
upon discovering my true tree
The tree so strong and larger than life
will mirror who I’ll find myself
This girl of gold I will be
in days so soon they cannot see
what will happen and who will fall
but I will stand righteous and tall.